[December 12, 2016]

The frozen landscape molds around a haunting shadowed figure
It shapes with his emotion, not alive but a mere whisper
Echoing in the silence of the night, as snow gently falls
Reverberating off leafless trees gasping to a halt

The world becomes isolated beneath winter's frigid gaze
Colder than death, slower than time, all will decay
A barren field of icy trees surrounds his entire being
As an explosion of light bursts life into a world freezing

Everything begins to melt beneath the might of the sun
He stands as a beacon, reviving a world of none
Flowers ravish a forgotten landscape with newfound beauty
Animals breathe once more with an instinctual duty

As the years pass, he still stands within a sheltered glade
A forest of fulfillment envelops him, and the world he made
Forever a statue, watching his creation through the ages
And at his feet lies an open book with infinite pages